Tuesday, June 22, 2010



In my heart you beat, alive
Straws ..... Within my grasp 
A wisp of Smoke, passing thought
There.....but not
seek ....not have
nothing sad ....
Possesion -Love -Want
I don't know
Nor do I care
We dance and dance
To a music not heard
Or a sound so faint
Coreographed by time
eternally together.
eternally forever.
Yet I reach for you
To grasp at air
Is to touch the fog
You own my soul 
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